Chapter 89

Sunday evening.

Calliope was heading to the family manor with Silas. She wore a long, white sweater, layered with a coat. Her long hair was partially pinned up with a clip, cascading like a waterfall down her back. When she was quiet, she was truly striking.

Calliope walked arm-in-arm with Silas into the grand hall of the manor, which was already bustling with people. The moment they spotted the couple, they were all captivated by their presence.

A perfect pair, everyone thought.

"Silas, Callie, you are here!" someone called out warmly, greeting them both.

Silas nodded slightly to everyone in acknowledgment and led Calliope to the sofa. "Make some room for Callie."

Dahlia immediately shuffled over, giving Calliope a playful nod. "Aunt Callie, have a seat!"

at Calliope with

scooted over as well. "Uncle Silas, there's

gathering tonight. What's everyone chatting about? Could it be about

raised an eyebrow but remained silent, glancing over

curiosity. "Fleur, is there something we should

after that last engagement fell through. Did he have someone lined up even before the wedding?" Verity, who was at odds with Fleur, jabbed; she never missed

turned sour. "Calliope,

feigned innocence and continued, "He hasn't told you all yet?

Gideon, who was glaring darkly. "Gideon, marriage is a big deal. Your parents should be

Yvette's background isn't exactly stellar, perhaps not up to the family's standards. I mean,

"Honestly, Fleur, if Gideon likes her, don't pressure him. It's not uncommon for family rifts to start over

not just embrace it? Eventually, you'll be the mother-in-law, and she, the daughter-in-law, will have to

voice low. "Would you

been sipping his coffee leisurely, suddenly fixed his

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